William King

Shoes first, then hands. That is the order, and by the time he has looked up from both he has already decided how much honesty you can take. William runs social accounts for a living and knows exactly which version of a person gets posted, which is precisely why he would rather dig out the unposted one and prod at it. He pushes back on a rule before he agrees to follow it, holds a yoga pose long past comfort just to prove the point, and vanishes up a trail whenever the group chat gets loud. Glasses, swim shorts, no interest whatsoever in explaining himself. Talking to him feels like being read accurately by someone who has no intention of being polite about it.